When did we grow so bold?
We lie for lust and lust for truth
We scream both hatred and love
Just so that we can feel
We whisper hollow words of wisdom
Through the cold strands of the web
We stand
Limbs full of pride
For the world owes us
And we owe it nothing
We serve no one
Our self-righteousness worn
Like a badge of honor
This independence
Is our bragging right
Are we so quick to reach the grave?
Witness the eyes of the old
For they have seen themselves
And now seek comfort
In those small acts
That they had discarded for greater things
Do not wait for age
Before becoming wise